Author: Krystal

I don’t know about you, but sometimes I feel guilty over the limitations my chronic illness puts on me. But lately, God has been teaching me that this is misplaced guilt.

Ten years ago today, my parents and I were beginning to realize that what we had thought was an allergic reaction to a strong antibiotic was actually much more serious. But God knew what was happening. He knew that the next ten years would be hard—but they would be so rewarding.

God has used chronic illness to take me on a journey from teaching high school English to content marketing for Bob Jones University.

It seems like everyone is thankful for everything right now. Of course, that’s to be expected the week before Thanksgiving, the day our nation sets aside to give thanks for our blessings.

I am convinced that coping with a chronic illness should get some kind of acting award. It’s easier to hide the pain or the brain fog as much as possible than to deal with the questions and sometimes pity from other people. So, I act as if I’m fine.

I’ve recently started working on my master’s degree again. Tonight as I was working on my memory verses for the first test next week, my brain refused to come up with the right words. Part of my HM is memory issues, so I’m not surprised that I’m dealing with it. But it’s still hard.

As I write this, hurricane Irma has been pillaging and plundering the south eastern US. Hurricanes scare me, but not for the normal reasons. I’m afraid of how my nervous system responds to the drastic drop in barometric pressure.

I love how I can find exactly what I need to hear when I need to hear it in God’s Word. I’ve been struggling with discontentment—again—and I started reading where I had left off in Luke. Luke 1:28-38 was the perfect reminder of what my response should be to the circumstances God has allowed in my life.

Nine years ago today, I had my first HM attack. The journey since was not one I ever imagined taking. Like all journeys, there have been ups and downs. There have been detours and delays. Through it all, though, my “navigational system”—my God—has been faithful.

I’ve recently started reading through the Gospels again. I love how much you can learn about our God through them.